I tire, and you point to how close I am to where I want to be.
I grumble, and you don't take me seriously and don't belittle me either.
I flash my anger, and you stand tall and usher the storm away as only a true goddess can.
I eat cookies I'm not supposed to eat, and you pay me no attention because that's what I'm really after.
I hide from the world, and you bring the world to me.
Then there's you.
You flee, and I find you.
You worry too, and I am two hands on your head.
You doubt, and I overcome those doubts.
You break through fear with baby steps, and I applaud every movement and keep waving you forward like an airport runway worker waving orange glow sticks and lining up a jet for takeoff.
You want honesty because only that breeds trust, and I give you transparency.
You reach out, and I never leave you hanging.
You ask if I'm really going to wear my hoodie out, and I answer yes but then change just before we leave as you knew I would.
You and me, we're only a part of each other's world, but an important part. We're like a dog and his nose, a bird and her beak, a ruby and its red sparkle. We be at our best with each other.
I grumble, and you don't take me seriously and don't belittle me either.
I flash my anger, and you stand tall and usher the storm away as only a true goddess can.
I eat cookies I'm not supposed to eat, and you pay me no attention because that's what I'm really after.
I hide from the world, and you bring the world to me.
Then there's you.
You flee, and I find you.
You worry too, and I am two hands on your head.
You doubt, and I overcome those doubts.
You break through fear with baby steps, and I applaud every movement and keep waving you forward like an airport runway worker waving orange glow sticks and lining up a jet for takeoff.
You want honesty because only that breeds trust, and I give you transparency.
You reach out, and I never leave you hanging.
You ask if I'm really going to wear my hoodie out, and I answer yes but then change just before we leave as you knew I would.
You and me, we're only a part of each other's world, but an important part. We're like a dog and his nose, a bird and her beak, a ruby and its red sparkle. We be at our best with each other.
11 comments:
At our best with each other! Bloody brilliant!
oh my god. i just logged back in to change the end to this: we be better together.
that is a better ending, isn't it?
i think so. but i'll leave up what's up 'cause you quoted it. now that's the universe screwing with me. i post it, have second thoughts on the end and want to change it only to find what you said. weirdness. i'm going out to the bar now:)
Ah, there it is! I do like this. Separate but connected, part of each other.
we are indeed at our best with each other. and i wouldn't change one breath of it - ever.
we are eternally and cosmically connected on far too many levels to comprehend.
i love you. and i love you for loving me. thank god i had your ear tonight.
weird. i thought 'we be better together' was a much better ending, but i listen to the call, especially when it's uniform. i learn from thee. fuck, i am so hammered right now. g'night.
I think it is terrific as posted. Well balanced. You fixed the line I questioned you about. ☺ Thanks.
I wish there was an easier way to know when a new blog is posted than checking this page every fifteen minutes! LOL!!! xoxox
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really?? there is so much i don't know about this thing called 'the internet.'
but seriously, that's how it works?
Smart Ass! See...ass issues.
i'm not being a wise ass. i didn't know you could do that on my blog. really, it's freightening how ignorant i am. i know some stuff, like sports and how to type and stuff.
i'll give ya ass issues.
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